An older, tired-looking dog wandered into my yard.
I could tell from his collar and well-fed belly that he had a home and was well taken care of.
He calmly came over to me, I gave him a few pats on his head;
he then followed me into my house, slowly walked down the
hall, curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

An hour later, he went to the door, and I let him out.
The next day he was back, greeted me in my yard, walked inside and resumed his spot in the hall and again slept for about an hour.
This continued off and on for several weeks.
Curious I pinned a note to his collar: 'I would like to find out who the owner of this wonderful sweet dog is
and ask if you are aware that almost every afternoon your dog comes to my house for a nap.'
The next day he arrived for his nap, with a different note pinned to his collar:
'He lives in a home with 6 children, 2 under the age of 3 - he's trying to catch up on his sleep.
Can I come with him tomorrow?'

I think RBI should declare
"Eclairs" as the new one Rupee
&
"Chloromint" as the new 50Paisa..

Every shop keeper gives this instead of change money!

Reminds me of a Malayalam movie star who was fed up of being given chocolate instead of 50p change at the toll plaza everyday. He collected a few of the chocolates and one day "paid" (or tried to pay) the toll with the very same chocolates. True story.

Reminds me of a Malayalam movie star who was fed up of being given chocolate instead of 50p change at the toll plaza everyday. He collected a few of the chocolates and one day "paid" (or tried to pay) the toll with the very same chocolates. True story.

Apart from this, there is a Hindi movie (don't remember the name but clip is available on Youtube) in which Nana Patekar offers his sandal / sleeper at the counter when the lady offers him some candies in lieu of the change. Nana says that it costed him Rs 250 so she can keep it in lieu of Rs 250. Ultimately the manager pitches in and settles down the matter by giving exact change.

A man went into a second-hand shop in search of a desk. He spotted one he liked - it was just right: not too big and not too small with a few handy drawers - so he asked how much it was.

"A thousand pounds, sir."

"A thousand pounds? For a desk? That's absurd!"

"A-ha, but this is no ordinary desk! 'Tis magic. Observe."

The shopkeeper turned to the desk and said, "how much money has the gentleman got in his pocket?"

The desk moved about and tapped a leg on the floor five times. Sure enough, the man had five pounds in his pocket.

"Amazing! I'll take it." So he took it home showed it to his wife.

"Nice desk. How much did you pay for it?"

"A thousand pounds, but before you ask me why, let me demonstrate." He thinks of a nice easy low number for the desk. "How much money is in my wife's bank account?"

At this, the desk goes berserk, all the legs banging away for over five minutes.

"How the hell did she get all that?"

The desk's legs fell apart and drawers fell down

Blind pilots

Two men dressed in pilot's uniforms walk up the aisle of the airplane.
Both are wearing dark glasses, one is using a guide dog, and the other
is tapping his way along the aisle with a cane.

Nervous laughter spreads through the cabin but the men enter the
cockpit, the door closes and the engines start up.

The passengers begin glancing nervously around, searching for some sign
that this is just a little practical joke. None is forthcoming.

The plane moves faster and faster down the runway and the people
sitting in the window seats realize they're headed straight for the water at the edge of the airport territory.

As it begins to look as though the plane will plough into the water,
panicked screams fill the cabin.

At that moment, the plane lifts smoothly into the air. The passengers
relax and laugh a little sheepishly, and soon all retreat into their
magazines, secure in the knowledge that the plane is in good hands.

In the cockpit, one of the blind pilots turns to the other and says,
"You know, Bob, one of these days, they're gonna scream too late and we're all gonna die."

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Santa bought a new BMW:
He drives the car perfectly well during the day, but at night it just won’t move at all.
He tries driving the car at night for a week but still no luck.
He then furiously calls the BMW dealers and they send out a technician to him, the technician asks: “Sirji, are you sure you are using the right gears?”
Full of anger Santa replies: “You fool, idiot man, how you could ask such a question, I'm not stupid!! I use D for the Day and N for the Night...”